Arriving at her grandparents' house, Cheryl was glad to get out of the car. Because her parents' house was full of other relatives, everyone agreed it would be best if Cheryl would stay at her grandparents' condo rather than compete for space at her old home.
She had driven nearly four hours straight and needed a good stretch. The trip from Houston to Dallas wasn't bad, but this time she had to go alone. Her husband Mark had to work and couldn't take off until Friday, but he would be there until Wednesday to join in the holiday fun.
She was a little annoyed that he still had to travel so much for work. He had worked there for the last three years and had hoped he would have been moved up in the organization by now and making a little more money without the travel. But with the economy and now with the Christmas season in full swing, they'd have to wait a while longer to see if it happens. She was ready to start a family, but they decided to wait until his schedule improved. Both were tired of using condoms when they made love, but it was the preferred option as far as they were concerned. The few times they had gone bareback, it was only out of luck that they didn't get a nine month surprise.
This was Cheryl's first Christmas as a married woman, though she and Mark had been together pretty much since high school. Cheryl felt very lucky to be married at twenty-two to her first and only love.
Cheryl decided to drive down a few days early since Mark was still away and so she could hang out with her family and maybe visit some friends she hadn't seen in a while.
The weather so far this winter had been a little warmer than usual. In fact, when she left Houston, it was in the upper sixties outside. In was only slightly cooler in Dallas.
Exiting the car and approaching the door, the house looked deserted. Both grandparents are semi-retired but seem to run around more now than when they were working. Walking up to the door and ringing the bell, there was no response from inside.
Fortunately, Cheryl had remembered to bring the spare key and was able to let herself in. Needing to go to the bathroom badly, she made a mad dash to the nearest restroom only to run into her grandfather stepping out of the shower reaching for a towel.
Frozen, she stared at her grandfather while he stared back at her with a look of shock on his face. Before backing out, Cheryl's eyes darted downward at her grandfather's dangling member, before turning away and leaving the bathroom.
Grandfather had just turned sixty-five but didn't look it. He had lost most of his hair, so he mostly kept his head shaved. He was just under six feet tall and was still fairly muscular. He still would go to the gym and lift weights and swim. He was a little thicker in the middle than when he was younger, but not by much.
Mumbling, "Sorry " she rushed down the hall to the other bathroom, sat down and relieved herself. After finishing, she slowly exited the bathroom. Seeing her grandfather buttoning his shirt she blushed and stammered out a weak apology.
"Don't worry about it," he said smiling. "I'd hoped to be finished before you arrived."
Trying to shake the image from her mind, she asked, "So, where is everyone?"
"Your grandma went shopping with your mother, as for the rest, I guess at your folks' place or doing their own things, and I'm about to head to the office for a few hours to finish some stuff up there."
"Well," Cheryl replied, "I won't be here too long either, promised some friends I'd stop by when I arrived, since I probably won't get a chance to see them again with everything else going on. I just want to grab my stuff out of the car then go."
"Sure, I'll help you."
"Thanks," Cheryl answered, then unconsciously glanced down at her grandfather's crotch.
Bringing her bags into the house, they continued chatting about what they'd been up to and other mundane things. Yet Cheryl couldn't help but picture him standing in the shower without a stitch on.
With that finished, Cheryl called her friend and told her she had just arrived and if she was available to get together. Unfortunately, she was busy, but they'd try again later.
"Well, looks like I be hanging out here for a little while."
"That's fine," said Grandfather. "Make yourself at home, I won't be too long."
"Bye," she said as he closed the door and started up his big truck.
Turning on the TV, she sat there reflecting on what had just happened. Closing her eyes, all she saw was him standing there stark naked. That wasn't troubling by itself, her parents didn't hide their bodies when she was growing up, so nudity was no taboo in her mind. It was the fact that he seemed to be so much better endowed than she would have thought. Sure, it was only a brief glance, but she couldn't stop thinking about it.
Sitting on the sofa, she thought about him and his package. She then realized that her hand had moved between her legs and was rubbing herself through her jeans. Shaking her head in her seat with a mix of revulsion and disgust she moved her hands and to her sides. Wiping the thought away, she tried to think about Mark instead. She focused on their last love making session a few days ago before he had to leave for his current business trip. This had the desired effect, as she thought of them in bed. Of course, this only made her wetter and hornier and it wasn't long until the image of her grandfather reappeared. Shaking the thought from her mind again, she got up, went to the kitchen for a snack..
Fortunately, it wasn't long before her grandmother and mother showed up along with her sister and she was able to take her mind off it as they talked and planned. Still, when her grandfather did show up, she couldn't resist stealing an occasional glance at his crotch.
After a late lunch, they all sat in the living room casually chatting. Eventually, they began leaving until it was only Cheryl and the grandparents. Shocked that it was already nearly ten, grandmother announced she was ready for bed. After she left, Grandfather looked at Cheryl and asked if everything was ok.
"Sure," she said suddenly feeling nervous and jumpy. Grandfather obviously noticed and asked if she'd like to go out into the sun room for some fresh air. Not wanting to make him feel bad, Cheryl agreed. Sitting on the swing they rocked for a while before anyone spoke.
Eventually, he broke the ice.
"You still feel bad about walking in on me." It wasn't a question.
Looking at him, she smiled and quietly said yes.
"You're getting too worked up about it, really it's no big deal, it's just a body."
"No, that's not it," Cheryl replied.
"What then?"
"It's just ..."
"What?"
"It's just ... you have the biggest one I have ever seen," sh said, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks.
Taken aback, Grandfather was unable to reply.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said."
"No, I'm glad you told me, it's just it's really nothing special...definitely average."
"No " she said with more emphasis than she intended. "It's huge and I really can't stop thinking about it."
"Oh please," he said dismissively looking at her with a slight smile.
"I don't know, I'm just very confused right now."
"Hey, don't worry about it, what can I do to make you feel better?"
"I guess ... nope, never mind."
"No, what?"
"Can I see it again?" Cheryl asked very meekly.
